Reality is coming apart at the seams.
The only ones standing between the Empire and total annihilation are a con man, a lunk, and a royal with an admittedly half-baked plan for salvation.
A doomsday cult is one ritual away from unraveling the world. Its leader is alarmingly close to becoming Emperor. And the only help Clyde has in stopping all this is a very large man named Montana, who keeps trying to solve problems by hitting them.
They have to go deep below the Empire, down to the realm of the Morlocks. It’s home to something far older than Glaton: an ancient society built like a labyrinth and full of grotesque ritual. Now its secrets are clawing their way back to the surface, and they have plans. Terrible, apocalyptic plans.
The fate of Vuldranni hangs in the balance. And Clyde’s gonna need every spell, every ounce of questionable morality, and possibly a spare limb or two to stop the end of everything.
This is the crossover event as you’ve never seen it. Cannibals included.
Genre: GameLit
The only ones standing between the Empire and total annihilation are a con man, a lunk, and a royal with an admittedly half-baked plan for salvation.
A doomsday cult is one ritual away from unraveling the world. Its leader is alarmingly close to becoming Emperor. And the only help Clyde has in stopping all this is a very large man named Montana, who keeps trying to solve problems by hitting them.
They have to go deep below the Empire, down to the realm of the Morlocks. It’s home to something far older than Glaton: an ancient society built like a labyrinth and full of grotesque ritual. Now its secrets are clawing their way back to the surface, and they have plans. Terrible, apocalyptic plans.
The fate of Vuldranni hangs in the balance. And Clyde’s gonna need every spell, every ounce of questionable morality, and possibly a spare limb or two to stop the end of everything.
This is the crossover event as you’ve never seen it. Cannibals included.
Genre: GameLit